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Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See [UK CD] (Busta Rhymes) · Put Your Hands Up for Detroit (Fedde Le Grand) · Put Your Hands Up for Detroit (Fedde Le Grand) · Put Your F**king Hands Up (Infernal) · Put Your Hands Up for Detroit (Fedde Le Grand) · Put Your Hands Up (Master Blaster) · Put Your Hands Up!, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Put Your Hands Up (Clubaccess) · Carolina (Put Your Hands Up!) (Grass Masta) · Put Your Hands Up, Vol. 4 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


down, down
Turn that booty up
Round, round, round, round
Round, round, round, round

If you're sexy and you know it clap your hands
If you're sexy
put your hands up in the air
put your hands up 
in the air
(repeat)

by_jOsSse
put your hands up in the air
put your hands up 
in the air
(repeat)

by_jOsSse
couldn't stand up 
So he left it by the river 
Where he gathered five smooth stones 
I guess it's safe to say he figured 
He wasn't going out alone
know that we can

We can do it
If we try
Let war and hatred
Pass us by

D.J. CODA:
Throw down your guns and pick up the love
Yes I know that we can do it
(Timbaland, David Guetta, Mister World Wide, Here we go!)

Everybody goes dance floor and give it up
Baby put it down and give it up
Nigga, set
be sayin ain't worse than no western money 
Don't blame me blame your man Gotti 
So you can feel the hand of the dead body 

[Chorus: x2]

You
(Timbaland, David Guetta, Mister World Wide, Here we go!)

Everybody goes dance floor and give it up
Baby put it down and give it up
Nigga, set
Get a little dirt on your hands, son
Get a little dirt on your hands
If you're gonna grow up to be a big, big man
Get a little dirt on your hands
did not die in vain

Put away the misconception
That he came to teach us hate
So wake up from your sleep and slumber
Wake up before its too late
Get a little dirt on your hands, son
Get a little dirt on your hands
If you're gonna grow up to be a big, big man
Get a little dirt on your hands
vegetation. Trust in the Lord and do good, then you will abide in the land and be nourished by faith. Delight in the Lord, and He will guard your desires
Let me put my arms around your head
It's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh, this will be alright
Pour me out
be sayin ain't worse than no western money 
Don't blame me blame your man Gotti 
So you can feel the hand of the dead body 

[Chorus: x2]

You
Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
hand

CHORUS

DJ Prezident Brown
Me say big up de Black man
Big up Big up!
Big up de champion
Four hundred million
You could a Rambo
You could a Tarzan
nigga

South side till I die

Mississippi

Weak bitch

This hot shit by David Banner 

Your ain't gotta go no where nigga

I'm up in this city, you can
your hands up in the air
Dance for your man if you care
Put your hands up in the air air air
Whoa oh oh oh
Move your body, move your body
Dance for
hands up in the air
Dance for your man if you care
Put your hands up in the air air air
Whoa oh oh oh
Move your body, move your body
Dance for your papi
Undercover nigga take your teeth out your mouth nigga
Chew your food up and put the shit back
In your mouth nigga and help you swallow
Nigga I take a mop
your hands up in the air
Dance for your man if you care
Put your hands up in the air air air
Whoa oh oh oh
Move your body, move your body
Dance for
your hands up in the air
Dance for your man if you care
Put your hands up in the air air air
Whoa oh oh oh
Move your body, move your body
Dance for
your hands up in the air
Dance for your man if you care
Put your hands up in the air air air
Whoa oh oh oh
Move your body, move your body
Dance for
and see Mase bitch
David Banner on the beat hoe
And I beat the beat up like Dee Bo
I got the game on TiVo
So I guess you can say The Streets Is Watchin'

I
the box like David Blaine
Let the audience watch, it ain't a thing
Y'all wish I was fronting, I George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up